Ruby’s POV
The scent of blood still clung to my clothes as I moved with Manson and his warriors through the dense forest. My heart pounded with each step, but not from fear. From rage.
The council had taken me. They had planned to use me as bait to lure Manson to his death.
They thought I would be helpless. They were wrong.
Manson’s grip on my wrist was tight, his body radiating tension. He hadn’t let go of me since I warned him about the trap. His golden eyes burned with fury as we approached the hidden entrance to the tunnels.
“We go in quietly he ordered his men. “Take out anyone in our way. No mercy.”
His warriors nodded, their weapons glinting in the moonlight.
Manson turned to me, his gaze searching my face. “Stay behind me.”
I scoffed. “Not a chance.”
His eyes darkened, but
